What a cunning mixture of sentiment, pity, tenderness, irony surrounds adolescence, what knowing watchfulness! Young birds on their first flight are hardly so hovered around. – Georges Bernanos
When I was a boy of fourteen, my father was so ignorant I could hardly stand to have the old man around. But when I got to be twenty-one, I was astonished at how much the old man had learned in seven years. – Josh Billings
Black and white are the colors of photography. To me they symbolize the alternatives of hope and despair to which mankind is forever subjected. – Robert Frank
